In the whisper of the ancient trees,
Where sunlight dances on the leaves,
Nature sings her timeless song,
A melody where man belongs.

The rivers carve through earth and stone,
Their waters speak in soothing tones,
As mountains rise and touch the sky,
Man watches, breathes, and wonders why.

Fields of green and flowers fair,
Blooms of beauty everywhere,
Man’s heart beats in nature’s chest,
Together they are truly blessed.

Yet in the shadow of our stride,
The earth has wept, the rivers cried,
Let us mend and heal the land,
In harmony, both nature and man.